I Mean The Sorry Honey.

It’s been a long day, a long weekend and probably 4 more months of stress from my current family focused life. 9 hours of work, 3 hours of rest, the extras spent doing nothing… That makes my day! If you’re paid well, fed well, you shouldn’t complain.

The regular walk around the village was calm and comforting. It’s 1:30am, no people on the streets, lights off, not even a simple sound of life. Feeling cold, I tucked my hands into my pocket as I walked on. I look awful wearing a cap to hide my messy hair, a jacket covering my dirty shirt, my good old faded jeans and my old pair of flips. My eyes still a bit stingy, breath a bit delayed… I’m mentally and emotionally exhausted.

So I’m home today with certain dispositions, but none too grave or tragic to cry, throw fits, or go insane over (like the past 3 days). Whatever the case, I find ways to solve the problem. When the problem is unsolvable, I deal with it in my own terms. I’ve realized over the years that in some complex workings of the brain, I’ve managed to always find reasoning behind everything, which often ends in a certain balance of ideas. In having an opinion, I always have an opposing opinion that would make the former disputable. And in the argument itself, I manage to find reasoning and justification for both opposing sides, which deems the argument unresolved, or cancelling out completely resulting in no argument at all. All within my head.

Everything’s not going right. I’ve to shift for love.

Blood Is Thicker Than Water

I attest.

When Rain Speaks. I Shut Up.

*mobile rings*

Hello. Mamam, I want a bolero. What’s a bolero baby? I want a knitted bolero for me and the other girls for Mommy’s wedding. Melo, ano ba ang bolero? Para naman kasing alam ko, hindi ko linya yan. Yung ano, “Melo explains”.

*mobile beeps*

Yeah? Matutulog ka na? I hope we can talk about something else rather than my being a sleepyhead. I know I sleep on you more often than not, but can’t you see I’m trying to have a good talk after a long day at work.

*phone rings*

Good afternoon. Can I speak to Mr. Song? Mr. Song’s not connected with the Company anymore Ma’am, may I know who’s on the line. This is Nancy. Is your office still in Ayala. Not anymore. So where’s your office now? I’ll send proposals for properties for sale. For sale? I’m sorry, but I can’t give you the Company’s details unless you’re a fully known contact for the company. “Bah! If I know you’ll just distract us with your stupid proposals again.”

*back tap*

What are you doing? Obviously, I’m preparing the Business Plan for a 50-Seats Call Center and the Nickel Project for Zambales Site. Extremes right? Extremes? Yeah, two totally different projects. I hope this time one of this will really be done. “Back off! It’s just me who’s doing all the work in this office.”

*local phone rings*

Good Afternoon. Snack time. Thank you. “Oh please, not another tuna or ham sandwich again. I love the blended iced tea with lemon.”

*next morning*

I’m late. And so? Why are you late? I’m not feeling well Sir. I’m sorry. It’s ok. “Yeah. I know you prefer me coming late to work rather than be absent. Thank you.”

Power Four

Last night was amazing… No alcohol just coffee and packs of cigs. It was really fun to be with my dearest friend, Cynthia and my two other Mapua buds, Michael (who’s now 220lbs) and Beverly (still so small, dalaga na nga lang). Hehe.

Saturday Night Playhouse

And so I went to “Manila Pride” instead of “Godskitchen” which I usually attend every year. The crowd was, uh… Just fine. Hehe.

Anything to be with you.

Give Me the Basics of the E and the IT

E-Commerce and Information Technology, is it a good business? Let me see…

Now that I’ve an Investor, who’s ready to give PhP 10M for any business I can suggest.. I ran out of ideas.

Salamat Dancing Robot

mahirap talaga ang buhay kung hindi mo alam kung saan papunta. mabuti na lamang at meron akong karamay sa lungkot at ligaya, sa trabaho at inuman, sa paglalakad at pagtakbo… pero mawawala ka na dancing robot, ibibigay na kita sa taong sa tingin ko eh nangangailangan at magmamahal sa iyo. siguro sa susunod na mga araw, hindi ka na lang sa bag at bulsa ko nakatira, hindi ka na mangangamba kung may kakausap sa iyo o wala, kung makakalanghap ka ng sariwang hangin o hindi.

magiging maayos na ang buhay mo, toto. paalam.

Isa Dalawa Tatlo Sampu

isa.

5:23 (ang steamy nights tumutugtog) psst.. gising na puntahan mo ako?

dalawa..

ha?! bakit? anong meron?

tatlo…

wala, ayoko pang umuwi, puntahan mo ako. anong oras ka nasa ayala?

apat….

bakit? anong meron? mamaya pa, umuulan, natutulog pa ako. (bigla kong naalala  

lima…..

kaya mo yan. 8? sige.

anim……

7:15. asan ka? san tayo? anong gusto mo? sagutin mo naman ang tanong ko.

pito…….

nasa ayala na. nasan ka ba? andito na, puntahan kita. hwag kang gagalaw, dyan ka lang.  

walo……..

hello. anong balita? anong bago? inumin mo.

siyam………

8:25. tara na, late ka na.

sampu……….

paalam na.

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It’s All A Matter of Timing

No need to tell me how things are. No need to tell me things will be ok. I know what’s in store ahead of me. I just need to let it out.

I know the strength is within. And no one else can reach it other than myself. So I keep doing what I do. Just keepin on. And maybe one day… La La La

I think I’m falling…